Late that night, Nora opened her locket again.
Inside was a faded photograph—a woman with soft eyes and a baby girl nestled in her arms. It was the only clue to the life she couldn’t remember. She’d been told she was abandoned. But something inside her never believed it.
And then the letters started.
Slipped into her locker in thick envelopes—typed notes with strange riddles and hidden meanings. One ended with: “Your truth lies in the shadows of your past.”
She showed one to Eli. He frowned. “This is serious. Someone knows something.”
Zane, too, began asking questions.
“Why do you wear that locket?” he asked one afternoon.
“It’s… all I have left,” she admitted.
A storm brewed behind his eyes. “You’re not who they think you are, Nora. I can feel it.”
And then Julian Delacroix arrived.
Transfer student. Elite status. Piercing blue eyes—and the same locket around his neck.
He looked at her like he’d seen a ghost.
“Sister?” he whispered.
Her world tilted.
Julian's arrival changed everything.
He knew who she was. He had spent years searching. “You were kidn*pped,” he said. “Taken during a gala at our estate. Our parents never stopped looking.”
Nora reeled. “But… I grew up in foster care.”
“I know,” he said gently. “They adopted Serena to fill the void. But they never gave up on you.”
She stared at the floor. “Serena knows, doesn’t she?”
Julian nodded. “She found the records. She’s hiding it from everyone. Even from our parents.”
Meanwhile, Serena unraveled. She stole Nora’s homework. Spread rumors. Sabotaged her locker.
And worst of all? She deepened her grip on Zane.
Eli stood by Nora through it all. “She’s scared of you,” he said. “Because the truth threatens her world.”
But the truth couldn’t stay hidden forever.